The beauty of the lady

Chapter 13 Successful Weaning
"This……"

Before Wednesday Zhuang could finish speaking, Zhou Mei stopped him.

"Father, just send these over. Don't send too much, or we will be targeted by the old Zhou family. Besides, don't we still owe the money to the third grandpa? If we know that we sent too much to the upper room , This year is going to be a bad one. Everyone in the village knows that Dad works in a restaurant in the town, so it is very appropriate to give these. Besides, if you give more, my mother will eat less. You work hard. I have been working outside for a year, and the money I earn is very little, and if it is not for the happiness of the host's wife, the two silvers will not fall into our family. Nothing can compare to the happiness brought by my mother's health, and besides, we have no food or land at home, and we still count on this money to support our family and get medicine for my mother."

Zhou Zhuang thought about it for a while, and then went out with the two things in his hand.

Mrs. Zhao gave Zhou Mei a reproachful look, and said softly, "Meier, those are your grandfather and grandmother after all."

"Mother, you can be kind, but you can't be weak. Good people will appreciate your kindness because of your kindness, and bad people will only bully you even more. Now you are not alone, there are me and Tang'er, don't you really want to Do you want them to bully you until your blood is gone, leaving me and my younger brother alone?"

Good people don't live long, and evils last for thousands of years. She is still willing to be a bad person, at least she can live freely and comfortably.

People don't offend me, I won't offend others, if people offend me, I will make you cry and cry, life is worse than death, and make you regret your life in this world.

Not to mention that it wasn't Zhou Mei's biological grandparents, even if they were relatives, she would just stand on the sidelines at this level.

So I have to say that she deserves to be the daughter of Zhou Haoyang and Nangong Ling. She has always only had a relationship of interests and does not interfere with each other. To add trouble to Zhou Mei, but any matter that can be solved with money is nothing serious.

I hope that the old Zhou's housemate will do the same when the time comes, otherwise don't blame her for disregarding the slightest sympathy.

She is not the Zhou Mei she used to be, and she will not pay for her relatives. She will not do any of the things that good people do. Even if she does, it depends on her mood.

Originally, she wanted to live a more unrestrained life, but she was surrounded by a pair of parents who cared for her well and cared for her, and a younger brother who was waiting to be fed. This family really needed her protection.

Seeing Mrs. Zhao meditating on the side, Zhou Mei got off the kang and said to her: "Mother, sit down first, and I will cook right away. There are cabbage and radishes in the cellar of Aunt Hua's house. Let her go to Aunt Hua when Dad comes back." Let's buy some somewhere, if you don't charge money, let Dad go to another house to buy, we can't always let Aunt Hua take care of it."

"Okay, I'll talk to your father later." Mrs. Zhao nodded.

I always feel that my daughter is not as bad at words as before, and she even speaks clearly and logically. She really looks like her grandmother.

In the kitchen, Zhou Mei cleaned the pot and poured goat's milk into it. Four catties of goat's milk was not much, but it was enough for Zhou Tang to drink for a few days. When he finished drinking, he asked his father to go outside to have a look. Can't buy it.

After igniting the stove, put a few almonds and two handfuls of sugar into the goat milk, and then stirred while burning the fire. At first, the strong smell of mutton almost made Zhou Mei faint. As time went by, the pot The goat's milk was rolled, and the smell gradually disappeared, and finally only a faint milk fragrance and a slightly inaudible almond fragrance remained.

Finally put some sugar in, and continued to stir for a while, then took a little with a spoon and tasted it, a rich and silky milky fragrance spread out from the cheeks, making her nod in satisfaction.

Scoop out a bowl and set it aside to dry, then put the remaining goat milk into a clay pot that was cleaned next to it, and then start cooking.

Zhou Mei pondered over what to do for lunch, then took some white noodles and prepared to make slices of soup.

After cooking the noodles, put them in a porcelain basin to wake up, then start the pot, cut the onion into small pieces with both hands, then heat the oil, soy sauce, and finally put the chopped green onion to saute, then pour water, and then let the pot It was burning in the stove.

She touched the bowl of goat's milk, it was already warmed in the air, and then she took it to the kang room.

"Mother, give this bowl of milk to Tang'er, I've already lost the smell, so you should also drink some to nourish your body."

Seeing the bowl of white and tender goat's milk, Mrs. Zhao immediately wrinkled her nose, but it was strange that it didn't have the smell of the goat's milk that she drank before, so she couldn't help being a little curious.

After receiving it, I put it under my nose and smelled it, then moved it to my mouth and sipped it lightly, then my eyes widened, and I looked at Zhou Mei and said, "Mei'er, how did you do it? Don't tell me there is no smell, why don't you still smell it?" With a sweet taste."

"Drink more if it tastes good. I bought four catties today. I will ask my father to send some more later. Even though we don't have sheep at home, if we have sheep, it won't be so troublesome." Zhou Mei laughed.

Mrs. Zhao nodded with a smile, picked up her son, took the spoon next to her, looked at the big round black eyes, and said softly, "Tang'er, this is the goat's milk that your sister boiled for you. Mother's milk is full and delicious, take a sip."

After Mrs. Zhao fed her son, the little guy didn't resist. Instead, he looked happy and danced, which made Mrs. Zhao and Zhou Mei heave a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this little guy is not picky. She is the child of her best friend. She cried day and night when she was weaning. Kneeling down and begging for mercy, he was almost yelling for his wife to nurse the child for the rest of his life.

With a gentle and loving charm, Mrs. Zhao quietly fed Zhou Tang. There was still half a bowl left, and Mrs. Zhao drank it up as soon as she picked it up.

"Mom, those milks can last for ten and a half months. When it gets warmer next year and Tang'er learns to walk, we can let him eat with us slowly. I even bought a big stick of bone with my father today." , Let’s stew vigorously in the afternoon, and we will have big bone soup to drink in the evening. Don’t look at it like this, I heard that it is also good for the body, not worse than eating meat, and it is also easy to digest. When Tang’er can eat by herself, We often stew it for him to make sure he grows stronger than Dad."

"Okay, I'll listen to Meier." Zhao smiled and pulled Zhou Mei into her arms.

The smell on her body is very good, and it also has a faint smell of medicine. It may be related to drinking medicine all the year round. He is a very good person, and getting along with him is not tiring at all, and he is straightforward.

The sound of footsteps came, and then the curtain was lifted. Seeing the mother and son like this, Zhou Zhuang's heart gradually melted, and the grievance he had just suffered in the upper room disappeared.

(End of this chapter)